It has been many years since she has had such unbridled troubles with her friends.

That night, Han Yurou drank a lot of wine.

Qin Haoran was afraid that it would be inconvenient for her to go back alone, so he directly opened a room for her on the cruise ship, and it happened that the next day was Sunday.

Han Yurou agreed. She also liked the night view on the cruise ship, and it would be great to stay here for one night.

The stream of light is bright and fireflies are flying.

The waves hit the coast and made a roaring sound. The waves were huge, the water was deep, and the sky was stained with ink.

The entrance of Han Yurou’s community.

Rong Jincheng stood here waiting boredly.

He made sure he didn't miss it. Han Yurou didn't come back tonight.

Where has she gone?

Could something happen?

Rong Jincheng stood uneasily, sometimes standing, sometimes sitting, sometimes reaching out to catch mosquitoes, he was constantly agitated.

He didn't know what he was doing here.

The evening breeze kept pouring into his collar, and the sweat on his body and the dryness of the night stuck together, making him very uncomfortable, and there was a depressing feeling in his heart.

Could something really happen to her?

Was she beaten by Huang Wenwen? Or was she bullied by some hooligan?

The more he thought about it, the more something was wrong. He looked at the time and saw that it was already twelve o'clock in the evening. You must know that she came home on time every day and had a very regular schedule.

He called Han Yurou.

He knew her mobile phone number, but he wouldn't call it easily.

I hurriedly called, but no one answered.

Rong Jincheng hit again.

After drinking too much, Han Yurou had already fallen asleep. She heard her cell phone ringing and didn't answer it, but the annoying ringtone kept ringing.

Who is so annoying?

In the dark private room, she reluctantly answered the phone: "Hello..."

"Where are you?!"

As if she was in a dream, or perhaps because she drank too much, Han Yurou didn't recognize Rong Jincheng's voice: "Cruise ship, celebrating a friend's birthday."

"Which friend?!" Rong Jincheng was extremely uncomfortable.

Only then did Han Yurou recognize his voice, Rong Jincheng?

Yes, it's Rong Jincheng.

She muttered: "It's none of your business."

Hang up the phone quickly.

Han Yurou's white arms were exposed in the air, and her neck was graceful. She threw away the phone, pulled the quilt, and continued to sleep.

Rong Jincheng almost got used to his cell phone.

When he thought that the mobile phone was too expensive, he couldn't afford it and gave up.

With a breath stuck in his throat and unable to go up or down, Rong Jincheng ran along the road for a long time and broke into a sweat, but the anxious discomfort still did not disappear.

Uncomfortable, extremely uncomfortable.

Why is it uncomfortable?

Is it possessiveness towards her?

During those two years in Jinyuan, he had a strong possessive desire for her. He wouldn't let her go out of Jinyuan, wouldn't let her work, and didn't like her socializing.

He didn't delve into this possessiveness.

Two years after she left, he thought that this possessiveness had long been eliminated, but from the moment he saw her, this emotion was ready to take root and sprout again.

The previous feeling came back.

Celebrating a birthday on a cruise ship...is it Qin Haoran's birthday?

The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became. Rong Jincheng called a few men in the compound and asked where there were cruise ships in New York.

They were used to hanging out in New York and knew everything. After asking around for a while, they helped Rong Jincheng find out that there was indeed a birthday party on a certain cruise ship today, and that person was Qin Haoran.

Rong Jincheng had the urge to throw his phone out again.

He took a taxi directly.
Chapter completed!